Upbeat Inspirational Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Happy, positive, motivational and inspirational poetry
A Sunday Morn
on this
silent Sundy morn
visions of tranquility filter down
my crown chakra...
softly
ever...so...softly
like a latent cerebral breeze
an ethereal tease
bearing gifts of solitude
and gratitude...
eye am
windswept... stilled
and shaded simultaneously
beneath the willow of my lover's soul...
nature's canopy..
the lover of
my soul...
i can feel her emotions liquify
as the {ravine of she} reveals reflections
of her movement...
her branches hovering ...
silent Sundy morn
visions of tranquility filter down
my crown chakra...
softly
ever...so...softly
like a latent cerebral breeze
an ethereal tease
bearing gifts of solitude
and gratitude...
eye am
windswept... stilled
and shaded simultaneously
beneath the willow of my lover's soul...
nature's canopy..
the lover of
my soul...
i can feel her emotions liquify
as the {ravine of she} reveals reflections
of her movement...
her branches hovering ...
#nature
#lover
#gratitude
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7 Comments
Navigating Through Darkness
The Earth above
Circling around Hell
Soulless on a dark river
Calling down the blue light
Returning home
Circling around Hell
Soulless on a dark river
Calling down the blue light
Returning home
#motivational
#earth
#heaven
#hell
#uplifting
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4 Comments
Like Birds Who Spread Their Wings
Feel the way the air caresses your skin and hair
Like a gentle whisper that soothes the soul
The sweet scent of nature can elate your spirit
When the taste of noble candor takes a hold
Like birds who spread their wings in the firmament
Flying free amidst fields of clouds and hazy dreams
The sound of liberty and peace is on their shoulders
Relishing in the ease of these motifs and themes
The coolness of open skies will uplift and energize
With breaths of life that feed the heart and lungs
Like hums and vibrations echoing through...
Like a gentle whisper that soothes the soul
The sweet scent of nature can elate your spirit
When the taste of noble candor takes a hold
Like birds who spread their wings in the firmament
Flying free amidst fields of clouds and hazy dreams
The sound of liberty and peace is on their shoulders
Relishing in the ease of these motifs and themes
The coolness of open skies will uplift and energize
With breaths of life that feed the heart and lungs
Like hums and vibrations echoing through...
#hope
#freedom
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2 Comments
Morbid Introspection
For all the words written
and all the pathways beaten,
and for the times of the past
i write my poetry
For all the life's seasons
and the heart ones without reason
and for the true, real emotions
i write my poetry
For the woman in her harem
And for Adam meant for them
for the children begotten
i write my poetry
For the poor with no home
and the drifters who roam
for the beggars who beg
i write my poetry
I write my poetry
to cool the flame that burns
i...
and all the pathways beaten,
and for the times of the past
i write my poetry
For all the life's seasons
and the heart ones without reason
and for the true, real emotions
i write my poetry
For the woman in her harem
And for Adam meant for them
for the children begotten
i write my poetry
For the poor with no home
and the drifters who roam
for the beggars who beg
i write my poetry
I write my poetry
to cool the flame that burns
i...
#strength
#hope
#courage
#motivational
#emotions
64 reads
4 Comments
Heart Craves Home
Silently, a girl is reading,
how to love and how to serve,
is her heart profoundly bleeding?
Surely, she has a nerve.
Her vision is floating
above castles of light,
covering in overcoating
her heart against the dark.
Shields aren't effective,
compared to the Agni Fire,
pain is still infective
underneath illusions dire.
She reads of karma's ways.
The insight, hovering, lands
on her head, a victorious day,
let Agni burn deceptive plans.
A time of trial has commenced.
A silent test...
how to love and how to serve,
is her heart profoundly bleeding?
Surely, she has a nerve.
Her vision is floating
above castles of light,
covering in overcoating
her heart against the dark.
Shields aren't effective,
compared to the Agni Fire,
pain is still infective
underneath illusions dire.
She reads of karma's ways.
The insight, hovering, lands
on her head, a victorious day,
let Agni burn deceptive plans.
A time of trial has commenced.
A silent test...
#love
#God
#Christian
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfDiscovery
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2 Comments
A Noteworthy Box
Tomorrow is a special day for my girlfriend & I. We're celebrating our one year anniversary without him. You may ask who is him, well him was my girlfriends ex-boyfriend who couldn't accept the fact that her & I were madly in love.
What led up to March 21st being our one year anniversary is a tragedy for him, not us. At one point after New Years, she decided to break it off with him. There were issues that were typical for a boyfriend & girlfriend. Jealousy, poor communication and affairs. He had other girl friends and would deny he cheated on her numerous times. A few...
What led up to March 21st being our one year anniversary is a tragedy for him, not us. At one point after New Years, she decided to break it off with him. There were issues that were typical for a boyfriend & girlfriend. Jealousy, poor communication and affairs. He had other girl friends and would deny he cheated on her numerous times. A few...
#love
#relationships
#inspirational
#LifeGoals
#uplifting
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4 Comments
Push Forward, Don't Pull Back
Living for today
Obituary yearbook
Move forward or die
Obituary yearbook
Move forward or die
#motivational
#haiku
#uplifting
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16 Comments
Between Joy and Sorrow
I have built strong walls
only to shut myself in
i feared the winds of fate
but, they blew from within
I knew i could not escape
my turn was drawing in
the dark clouds inside me
are always being growing
So, i am my own fate
all that happens depends
when my spirit is down
my weak fate, then tends..
But, then i try to maintain
a permanent self-control
when bitter winds blow
i won't let my sails fall
I will pull up the veil
head to the positive pole
the winds that...
only to shut myself in
i feared the winds of fate
but, they blew from within
I knew i could not escape
my turn was drawing in
the dark clouds inside me
are always being growing
So, i am my own fate
all that happens depends
when my spirit is down
my weak fate, then tends..
But, then i try to maintain
a permanent self-control
when bitter winds blow
i won't let my sails fall
I will pull up the veil
head to the positive pole
the winds that...
#inspirational
#emotions
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8 Comments
ALL I CAN SAY IS. . .
#lust
#erotic
#lover
#sensual
#orgasm
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2 Comments
A Plum Position!
All poets need a poet tree;
mine gives a golden plum,
in late July heat guarantee
and stoma flux therefrom.
In spring, of course, it blossoms white
like newly driven snow,
and often in the lunar light
it gives a golden glow!
In autumn it turns gold again
when leaves begin to spill...
their hot and humid mise-en-scene
delivered chlorophyll.
But anytime the year around
I'll sit beneath the limb
that grew itself out to the ground
to arch upon a whim... ...
mine gives a golden plum,
in late July heat guarantee
and stoma flux therefrom.
In spring, of course, it blossoms white
like newly driven snow,
and often in the lunar light
it gives a golden glow!
In autumn it turns gold again
when leaves begin to spill...
their hot and humid mise-en-scene
delivered chlorophyll.
But anytime the year around
I'll sit beneath the limb
that grew itself out to the ground
to arch upon a whim... ...
#happiness
#inspirational
#gratitude
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8 Comments
A Poet's Power
We stitch thoughts that become fabrics of emotions...
cloaked in poetic apparel
from tailor-made experiences
with the sweat of our pen’s brow
We labor hard, in scorching fields of ink
collecting melted vowels and consonants...
metamorphosis of words,
burning relevance into the
minds,
hearts
and souls of our audiences
We disrobe on paper and strip on stage
wearing only words
exposing our inkwell for all to witness
as poetry flows through our veins
revealing personal secrets and battles scars
coaxing us to...
cloaked in poetic apparel
from tailor-made experiences
with the sweat of our pen’s brow
We labor hard, in scorching fields of ink
collecting melted vowels and consonants...
metamorphosis of words,
burning relevance into the
minds,
hearts
and souls of our audiences
We disrobe on paper and strip on stage
wearing only words
exposing our inkwell for all to witness
as poetry flows through our veins
revealing personal secrets and battles scars
coaxing us to...
#LifeAsAWriter
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18 Comments
Break Free
Break Free
#forgiveness
#inspirational
#redemption
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8 Comments
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